CFNM Training: Michael
MICHAEL PART 1: Michael is married with a new family, a new home and plenty of responsibilities. He needs his job to go well so is desperate to do whatever it takes to keep it. He has no idea what to expect from this CFNM Training course and doesn't even know what CFNM is. It's going to take everything he has to fight his desire to be the dominant one in this room of ladies.
Michael arrives for his CFNM Training Session with a cocky attitude thinking this must be a waste of his time. What can a bunch of girls teach him?
"I hear our next candidate is a real thick hunk of beef. But I bet he's got no brains at all. This is going to be fun!" Claire says to her friend Helen.
Michael enters and Helen gasps, "I see what you mean!"
"Ladies, let me introduce you to Michael," Violet says. "His boss says that he's completely in our hands!"
"You're not afraid to take orders from women, are you?" Helen prods him.
"I'm just here to do whatever is needed for my job so I can get promoted," Michael says unsure at how the women are looking him up and down so openly.
"You do know that our report about you will entirely determine if you sink or swim at your company?" Violet says stroking his chest.
Michael feels a confused mixture of things. He's aroused by these attractive women crowding around him but knows he's not the one in charge here.
"How big are you anyway?" Helen asks. "Just look at the size of these hands!"
"You know what they say... big hands big..." the women all look down at his crotch.
"Big prospects! Am I right, stud?" Claire laughs. "Seems like a waste. Letting a big bull like you work in an office all day when you should be out working the fields."
"I'm a top sales consultant," Michael counters indignant but not wanting to lose his temper. He's used to making sexual innuendos with women in his office but they're never made about him!
"What did you do with all this muscle back in Australia before moving here?" Violet asks while stroking his hard chest.
"I was a mechanic but I knew I could make more money using my brains," Michael says proudly.
"You see ladies, he does have brains," Violet says mockingly making the women snigger.
"I'm not convinced," Claire says. "Still looks like a dumb workhorse to me."
Michael can only laugh at the brazen insults of this woman. If he were out on the town he'd tell her what a bitch she is! But seeing as he has to play nice he keeps it all inside.
"Let's see if you've got the build of a workhorse," Helen says undoing his shirt. "If you do lose your office job you can always be sent out to pasture."
"You're certainly as furry as a beast!" she grins stroking his rich chest hair.
"And look at those muscles," Violet says. "I'd say he goes to the gym as much as to the office."
"Let's have a proper feel, shall we?"
Michael is taken off guard by how the women freely grope him. He's never met such assertive women. He's equally nervous and turned on.
"We don't scare you do we, stud?" Claire teases him.
"You belong to us now," Violet says patting his chest. "Not your boss or your wife. You're ours!"
Michael's heart starts racing as it feels suddenly exhilarating being completely under these women's ownership. "Wh... what do you mean?"
"It means we can touch you and use you in any way we want," Violet says as they tweak his nipples and stroke his body hair. "That's what this training is all about."
"I erm... I dunno if my wife would approve."
"We have her permission. She wants you trained to be obedient from now on. As does your boss," Violet says. "Now show us your muscles."
He flexes and the women grin with satisfaction.
It's a rush feeling these ladies' intense desire focused on him.
"You're definitely too strong to be sat at a computer all day making phone calls," Claire says trying to fit her hand around his bicep.
"It's bigger than my head!" she says with delight.
"And we like a strong rugged man with natural body hair," they say stroking it.
"And I do like a man I can penetrate," Violet teases sticking her finger in his naval.
But in fact she's totally serious. "Turn around now!"
Michael is confused as the women eye up his arse. He's not used to women looking at this part of his body.
"I reckon he's got an equally ample rump," Helen says tugging at his pants.
This is outrageous! He can't believe the women are eyeing up and talking about his arse!
They make him bend over before stroking and patting his arse cheeks. "Oh yes! It's very meaty!"
"But a tight muscular one too," Claire says grabbing it freely.
"I'm looking forward to getting stuck into this one!" Helen says.
"Let's not get ahead of ourselves," Violet insists. "I want to do a very special assessment of this strong fella."
Michael is perplexed by all this talk. What are they on about? He thought CFNM was all about sales training. But these ladies seem to have a very different plan!
MICHAEL PART 2: Michael has just discovered that this training is something very different from what he was expecting. Instead of being instructed about client relationships these predatory women only seem interested in his body! It feels entirely unethical and inappropriate but their report about his conduct will entirely decide his professional future.
"Enough of the strip show," Violet says impatiently. "Let's see what he's got down here."
She and Helen eagerly undo his trousers feeling such a rush taking control of this big bull of a man.
"I erm... don't think this is appropriate. What will my boss think? What will my wife think?" Michael mumbles.
The women laugh and peel his trousers back to reveal his pants with his prominent bulge.
"Stop asking questions you big stupid brute and let us handle things," Helen says while they all lean in to study his dick pressing against the tight pants.
"It's practically bursting out!" Violet says. "That's what I'd call inappropriate!"
Michael blushes feeling his cock stirring. "This is going in the report..." Violet says.
"Dick so eager it's straining to escape from his pants!"
"Is this what happens all day at the office Michael?" Violet says staring deep into his eyes. "You get a stiffy every time you meet with a female client?"
"No please, I'm completely professional," he insists.
"Oh I don't believe that," Helen scoffs. "Strong testosterone fuelled lad such as yourself. I mean, look at you! You're all brawn and no brains!"
"Let's see if he's a big bull after all," Violet says eagerly.
His skin tingles in anticipation and nervous excitement. Will these ladies really strip him all the way?!
"I hear they grow them big Down Under," Claire teases.
"Only one way to find out," Helen says gripping the waistband of his pants.
She slides them down and his dick and balls come tumbling out into the open.
The women gawk at his pink tight balls and cock.
Michael shudders in fear at suddenly being so exposed before these demanding ladies.
It's such a turn on being able to assess him fully naked now compared to when he first walked in all prim and proper.
"To think all this meat goes to waste all day. You shouldn't wear a suit ever but be permanently naked!"
"You won't be wearing that anymore," Violet assures him. "You'll stay naked in your office all day so your colleagues and clients can fondle you as much as they like."
Michael sweats and shakes his head. How could this be true? But these women are in charge of determining his future.
"Let's see what he can actually do with all this brawn," Violet suggests.
"He won't be needing these pants anymore," she sweeps away his clothes so they can fully take in his package.
"Look at this big fat troublemaker," she says pinching his penis.
"And there's good heft to these balls," Claire says weighing up his testicles.
Michael is totally overwhelmed and has to keep wiping sweat from his brow.
"We know that you only think with your dick," Violet says.
"Yep, this is where his brains really are!" Claire laughs.
"I don't care what he thinks about. All I want to know is what he can do for us!" Helen says.
Michael feels a burst of pride that these women are all so interested in his bits but it's also the most nerve wracking thing in his life!
"Big well hung lugs like you are a dime a dozen," Violet says lifting up his genitals. "Don't think you're special."
He feels a tremendous blow to his pride. No one has ever talked to him like this!
But Michael knows his fate is in their hands. All he can do is grin stupidly and bear it.
"If he's no good for an office maybe we can find some other use for him," Violet says prodding his cock.
"Maybe we could put him in a pasture to plow a field," Helen suggests. "I'd like to see these big nackers swinging between his legs while he lumbers along."
"I think if we did that we'd have to secure these vulnerable bits," Violet says flattening his penis. "They'd get in the way!"
Michael has worked so hard to get where he is now! It's so demeaning thinking of just being used like cattle!
He can feel his anger and frustration growing as sweat drips down his face. He's aware of the smell of his own body now stark naked as these women cruelly take full control of him.
MICHAEL PART 3: The ladies enjoy upping the pressure on this big dumb lug. They can see he's never had to surrender control like this or completely submit to the whims of confident ladies before. It's such a rush having their way with his sexy manly body and now they want to see if he can handle their next intimate inspection...
Michael has to suppress the powerful urge to cover his genitals as these women mock him and play with his dick as if it's worthless.
"It's really a big clumsy thing," Helen remarks lifting his cock and balls up. "It ought to be kept under lock and key."
"I've got a cage which will keep these naughty bits restrained," Violet remarks.
"Can you actually get any work done with these clumsy bits swinging between your legs all day?"
"Don't you worry ladies," he says rousing his confidence. "I'm a thorough professional and I've never had any complaints about my performance."
"I find that difficult to believe," Violet says clutching his balls.
She has a dark side and craves to see this man's bits crushed under her stiletto shoe.
"Look at how shiny the head is," Claire remarks.
Violet peels his skin back fully to reveal the bulbous head.
"He's dripping with precum he thinks he's going to fuck us," Violet scoffs.
"Get this straight, you dumb beast," Helen says stroking his hairy chest. "You're here for our pleasure. Not yours!"
"And with that in mind," Claire says. "Let's turn you around and see what you've got in the back."
Michael is totally perplexed at first when Violet spins him around. What are they talking about?
Then he's painfully aware that his pale bare arse is on display.
"Are you clenching your arse? Does this make you nervous?" Violet says running her fingers down his crack.
"I see you spend a lot of time at the beach tanning," Helen remarks sliding her fingers down his spine. "With this nutty brown back you have."
"But I doubt that arse has seen the sun in years!"
"I do like it when a man's bum is very pale," Violet says. "It's like he's naked and clothed at the same time."
Helen gives his arse a sharp smack and Michael bristles in humiliation.
"Oh what? You think this is your secret place and we shouldn't have access?" Violet says.
"If you're going to be our new workhorse we have to make sure you're strong enough," Helen says.
"Let's check out these muscular haunches," she slides her hand down his thick thigh.
"Enough teasing buster, show us it all!" Violet demands making him bend over.
Michael is trembling he's so nervous. It feels wrong that women want to examine his arse!
"Don't you dare resist me, you ingrate!" Violet says fuming. "Or I'll trash your career so badly that you won't even be able to get a job sweeping the streets!"
Michael is sweating ferociously as he grudgingly obeys and bends over. This is crushingly embarrassing.
"What a dark forest you're hiding back here," Claire says.
"Such a furry arse you've got. I like that," Violet says stroking it.
Helen gives him another firm smack, "Looks more to me like an arse made for spanking."
"I think we ought to recommend to his supervisors that he's given a spanking before and after work each day."
They lean down to inspect his bits now that they're dangling between his legs.
"These clangers aren't nearly as impressive from this angle," Violet chuckles.
"And this critter has retreated right back into its shell," Helen says squeezing his penis.
"Now let's have a look at this tender pucker," Violet says and they wrench apart his arse cheeks.
"I think men always look like such dumb animals when they're bent over naked like this," Claire says.
Michael wants to weep this is so embarrassing! It's agonizing being so exposed and vulnerable. He'll never be able to live this shame down.
"To think he swaggers into the club after a hard day at the office trying to impress the ladies with these pathetic bits," Helen sneers.
"And he must sit around on this arse all day at his desk," Violet remarks gazing at his arsehole.
"Who'd have thought such a big intimidating man would have such a tender sphincter?"
"What's that phrase that lads like to use when going to strip clubs?... Any hole is a goal!"
MICHAEL PART 4: The women enjoy watching Michael nervously sweat as much as they're enjoying his naked manly body. What better rush is there than making a hairy stud like this crouch down submissively for them to enjoy? It's about time he learned the real meaning of subservience and they are going to teach him to be their humble bitch!
"Feel the heat radiating off from this muscular arse ladies," Violet says encouragingly.
"He was so tough at first but look how meek he is now with his hairy bum and big dangly balls up in the air!" Helen remarks.
They slide their hands over his rump getting turned on by the sight.
"Let's see his arse while he learns about humility!" Violet says gazing at it. "Get up!"
Michael stands and shuffles uncomfortably. He's never liked taking orders from women.
"You're used to being the boss, aren't you?" Violet says. "Now every woman is your owner."
"Present yourself for us," Helen demands. "Display your body!"
"Spread your legs and stand in place," she slaps his thigh.
"Raise up those arms and show us your hairy pits," Claire adds.
Michael gets a tingle through his whole body standing here in the buff presenting himself. It feels so dirty!
"You're awfully pleased with yourself aren't you, you big hairy buffoon," Claire scoffs.
"You're no better than a muscular beast. A workhorse. A pet," the women comment while stroking his body.
"You'll use that body to serve us. Now get down on your hands and knees," Helen demands.
"Crawl on the floor like the animal you are!"
"A stupid wretch like you should always be close to the ground and doing anything to please us."
Michael is sweating and embarrassed at the thought of doing something so degrading. He wants to tell her off and storm out of the room.
"Don't you dare fucking hesitate," Violet says gripping him firmly by the neck.
She pushes him down and Michael sees he has no choice but to obey if he wants to keep his job.
Violet brims with excitement seeing men obeying her out of desperation.
He clambers down feeling the hardness of the floor.
Michael suddenly wonders how he's been reduced to this. Just an hour ago he was in his powerful suit in his office feeling like the commander of a ship.
"Crawl across the floor! Do it!" Violet demands.
Michael begins shuffling across the floor feeling achingly self conscious.
He's shocked at how hyper aware he is of being so low to the ground while the women tower over him.
"Kiss my shoes!" Violet commands.
He bends his head unsure if he can do anything so degrading.
But he knows if he hesitates he'll feel their wrath so he crouches down and presses his lips to her shoe.
He's consumed with the nauseating sensation of his soft lips pressing against the dirty surface of her shoe.
"And the back," Violet says with glee.
It's so embarrassing feeling his exposed buttocks pumping up and down as he crawls.
He feels his arse part as he must press his chest to the floor to kiss and taste the underside of her shoe.
It's agonising hearing them chuckle at the sight of his bum in the air as he worships her leg.
"Come kiss my shoes too, you lazy brute," Claire says.
"Don't be lazy! Kiss. Them." Violet demands seizing him by the neck again.
Michael presses his face to the floor and kisses her shoe although every part of his body wants to revolt.
He pushes himself through all the mental barriers of doing something so degrading and slides his tongue over her shoe.
As he runs his lips up her leg he feels the feminine power of this woman.
It stirs a deep craving for her and he feels the delicious tension wanting to do anything to be near.
"From now on the only purpose of your body is to serve us." Violet informs him.
Michael lets this sink into him so he feels it all throughout his bent naked body cowering at the women's feet.
He bends his face down and runs his tongue up Helen's stocking.
Every inch of his bare skin tingles as he feels himself crouched prostrate and subservient. And he wonders what his life would be like if this were all he did.
He feels waves of desire running through him as his face is pressed against her womanly leg desperately wanting to get off with these women if only they'd let him.
Helen raises her skirt and he feels his body at attention ready to worship and please her in any way he can.
"We could instantly see what a filthy perv you are," Claire says. "Look at you now. A grovelling little bitch!"
Michael licks all the way up her leg knowing this is true. He belongs to them now and will do anything they command.
MICHAEL PART 5: The women savour their absolute power over Michael. There's no sexier sight than a big tough stud like this being naked at their feet, pleading for attention and ready to serve them in any way they desire. They take such satisfaction using him as a group, overwhelming him and demanding he worship them all at once!
"Go on! Kiss all the way up my leg!" Helen orders him while Violet enjoys pressing down on his rump.
Michael's nostrils fill with her rich feminine scent and he's buzzing with excitement because his lips are just inches away from her crotch!
"Look at this randy perv!" Claire says. "He wants to eat you out!"
"Are you hungry for pussy, you worthless ingrate?" Violet teases him.
Michael nods and Helen sits down to spread her legs wide in temptation.
"Stay on your hands and knees," she orders. "Don't you dare get up. Bend down and kiss my shoes!"
He instantly complies and the women giggle excitedly and point seeing his hairy arse spread wide with his big dangling nuts swinging between his legs.
"We like pussy too," Violet says pulling his arse open.
"You're going to give it up to us," she says fondling his nuts.
"We may have to restrain these trouble makers. They'll only get in the way."
"You just look forward and concentrate on Helen," Violet demands pushing his head forward. "Never mind what we get up to back here."
They stare lustfully at his exposed pink arsehole.
"You are one filthy pig," Claire says weighing up his testicles and savouring the heavy feel of them in her palm.
She grips and tugs one of his nuts which makes him yelp. She enjoys how easy it is to cause him such acute, intimate pain.
"I don't know if I fancy coming down to your level on the floor like this," Violet says with distaste.
"It'd be better for you to be naked on display where we can easily do what we want with you," Violet says and Michael feels a chill of panic.
"Let's prop him up and break him in," Helen says eagerly.
They position Michael on a footstool in such a precarious position that he must concentrate constantly so as not to fall off. At the same time he's aware of how perilously exposed his arse is!
"That's how I like it," Helen says giving his arse a slap. "Your big hairy manly bum on display."
Michael winces and his arsehole twitches as he feels so intensely vulnerable.
"How much do you reckon we could sell this man's snatch for?" Violet says. "Five pounds? Ten pounds?"
"Maybe we should auction him off," Claire says as the women all examine his arse like a slave on the market.
"I reckon we ought to sample the goods first," Violet says pouring some lube on his crack.
Michael is overcome with fear and must fight every instinct in his body to protect his arse.
"Let's be kind and make him slippery and wet for his first time," Violet says.
She presses her finger around his sphincter feeling how warm and puckered it is.
Without warning she plunges her finger in and Claire clasps his nuts.
Plunging in she feels his warmth totally envelop her finger.
Michael cries out in shock at the sensation of being penetrated for the first time. "Fuck!" he cries.
Incredibly aroused Claire watches in rapt delight at his hole getting fingered.
Violet feels driven by a raucous desire, plunging into him.
The women peer closely mesmerised the sight of his tight hole being stretched.
She rams it all the way in up to the knuckle.
Claire grasps his penis enjoying the feel of its thickness in her hand while watching his arsehole being pounded.
It shrivels to a nut in her palm as he's overwhelmed by the shock of being entered.
"I want in on this," Helen says greedily.
Violet extracts her finger making way for Helen. Michael feels like such a whore being passed around between them.
She presses her finger into his hole feeling how it's already been loosened under Violet's insistent prodding.
With a rush of delight she slides it all the way in feeling like she fully owns his big hairy arse.
Michael groans as if he's being split in two. He's never felt anything like this and his mind is totally blown.
MICHAEL PART 6: Throughout his life there have been some moments when Michael has been in the shower washing, soaped up his rear end and felt the tight hole there. Just running his finger around that slick pink entrance gave him a tingling sensation, but he always quickly finished washing up and didn't explore it any further. Because he believes men shouldn't be penetrated he's never dared to find out what it'd feel like until now...
Michael is sweating profusely at the mind blowing sensation of the women invading his anus.
They order him to sit back so he feels the finger slide deeper inside him.
"Flash us your arse like you're a dirty stripper," Claire demands.
Michael pushes his arse out and feels her rubbing and opening up his hole. He feels so filthy and degraded!
"Oh look girls! Now he's twitching he wants it so bad!"
"I knew this one would be a filthy whore and look at him now!"
She presses her finger in while the women laugh revelling in their absolute dominance over him.
Michael moans piteously as she pushes her way further inside him feeling the warmth of his body envelop her finger.
"He's gagging for it the filthy fucker!"
"And look at this useless thing aching for attention," Helen commends clutching his penis.
She grins in satisfaction squeezing the soft silky organ in her palm.
"I'm going split him wide open," Claire says pushing another finger in.
Michael groans in disbelief at the intense intimate pain of his arsehole being widened.
She pushes all the way in feeling his prostate and causing him the most incredible pleasure he's every experienced.
"I felt a twitch there," Helen says. "I wonder what the boys at his office will think when they know Michael here is such a bum slut?"
Michael pants, overcome with the image of being in the middle of his office naked with his arse up in the air and everyone staring and laughing at him.
"These big healthy nuts are aching for a release," Claire says squeezing them.
"Let's give him something thicker," Violet says.
Michael trembles not knowing what they mean but they ignore his fear as Claire greedily inspects his glans.
"Give it plenty of lube! I want it all the way in," Violets says.
They spread his arse cheeks taking pride in the way his arsehole has blossomed under their persistent pounding.
Claire is mesmerised by the sexy sight of this man's arsehole being opened with the butt plug.
They part his hairy globes pressing the blunt instrument against his vulnerable hole.
"Look how he's trembling!" Claire says. "He's an anal virgin alright."
Michael's body shudders as the plug presses into his arse fully!
The women feel a thrill of satisfaction and desire seeing his arse swallow the whole thing!
Every muscle in his body tightens as his instinct is to push the thing out but he fights against this - letting the feeling of being well and truly penetrated overcome him.
"Now we own you," Helen says. "Forever."
She stares at his arse feeling a rush from taking control of such a big strong man.
From the clear butt plug it's possible to see right inside of him!
They rub his big furry hide like he's a wild animal that they've tamed.
"These eggs here feel awfully full," Helen remarks squeezing his testicles.
"They are very heavy," Claire says weighing them in her hand.
"And just look how excited he is," Helen says sliding back his foreskin.
His cock head is slicked up with sticky clear precum.
"This fucker is having it too easy," Violet says aggressively, pulling out the butt plug.
Michael winces and yelps as the thick thing is extracted from his sore anus.
The women grin excitedly seeing the open aching hole of his arse.
"I know just what this stupid man needs."
"You're going to take this," Violet promises and waves it in front of his face. "All of it." Michael trembles and can't see how something so large can fit in his arse!
MICHAEL PART 7: The women radiate confidence and power as they take control of Michael's sexy arse, spreading his hairy cheeks and widening his sphincter. He may be stirred by the erotic sensation but this isn't about his pleasure. It's about the women using him as much as they want and now they are about to push the terrified man beyond his limits...
Claire grins as she greedily pulls his meaty cheek open and insistently fondles Michael's genitals which dangle so vulnerably between his thighs!
Violet wickedly waves the object in front of his face. Michael thinks it's impossible something so big and pointed can fit in his arse. He's going to fight it with everything he has!
"Enough playing around," Violet says. "Now he's going to know what it really feels like to get fucked!"
Michael's hole twitches as she rubs lube on it. He's utterly consumed with fear!
"I'll let you have the honour," Violet says handing the dildo to Helen.
She presses the tip into Michael's already loose anus but he tightens it up resisting it with all he has.
He's no match for Helen though who confidently slides the big instrument into his arse.
Claire feels a burst of lustful excitement seeing it slide in while she clutches his vulnerable ball sack.
"Don't resist! You'll only make it more difficult for yourself!" Helen demands feeling his arse tighten against her.
As if his hole is swallowing the dildo up it slides in!
Michael feels an earth shattering splitting pain!
"You can take it, big boy!" Violet says pressing it in further.
"His balls have tightened up and his poor little willy has completely shrivelled," Claire laughs.
She strokes his dick training him to associate the sensation of being fucked with physical pleasure!
Soon this masculine bastard will crave the sensation of being screwed in order to get off.
Michael's heart pounds wildly and he sweats all over with the intensity of being fucked by such a big object.
The women greedily gang up on him building into a rhythm of fucking him while stroking his dick.
"His dick is pulsing now," Claire says. "He's aching to cum the filthy bastard!"
That tight and resistant hole has changed now that they've turned him into their greedy sloppy bitch!
"Look at that wet hungry hole!" Helen says showing the women how it looks after being fucked.
Michael pants feeling overwhelmed and confused now that the women have taken control of his arse!
He'd be so humiliated if the guys in the office ever found out about this. How will he ever live it down?!
"Isn't it funny how strong and confident Michael looked when he first walked in here?" Helen remarks. "I knew we could tame him!"
The women grin with pride and Violet says, "Michael come sit between us!"
"You're going to spill your seed for us," Helen says grasping his big clumsy cock.
Michael is sweating with nerves and so embarrassed by how the women have treated him he doesn't see how he can ever grow aroused.
But as if his dick has a mind of his own he can feel himself growing aroused and desires to get off especially after the fucking the women just gave him.
Their soft womanly bodies press against him from all sides and he feels a warmth spread through his whole muscular naked body.
He gives himself over to feeling like a debased naked creature that only exists to serve their desire.
Claire loves that look of craven need on a man's face.
"These idiot animals are so predictable," she laughs in a way that completely crushes Michael's ego.
"I reckon we could put this big beast up for auction. Make him stand on a block in the city centre while women bid on him!"
"Let anyone who wants to come to inspect his big pink balls and dick!"
Michael feels himself growing simultaneously aroused and ashamed at the thought of being sold off and used like an object or animal.
He wilts between them feeling their hands sliding all over him, grasping his hairy naked body and stimulating his most intimate parts.
Each new sensation caused by their fondling makes him shudder with delight and the women are thrilled with this control they have over him.
He can't stop himself from growing excited from their persistent attention.
"We're going to milk you dry," Claire promises. "And then you'll belong to us completely."
MICHAEL PART 8: Through the women's expert training Michael has learned that he only exists to serve and satisfy them. The powerful masculine body he's worked so hard to maintain is theirs to control and his dick is just an instrument for their pleasure. They huddle around his naked body intent on using him however they desire.
"He was such a respectable gent when he walked through the door, but look at him now," Claire says with satisfaction.
"You're nothing but a pathetic wanker," she says staring directly at his face and sliding her hand up his muscular inner thigh.
Michael is so overwhelmed with these ladies' strong commanding presence he only wants to serve them and give his body over to them completely.
He can feel his large hairy naked body pinned between them as they handle his genitals.
"He's got a big full sack," Claire comments to Helen who grasps his penis fully.
Helen strokes it and every time her palm brushes over his sensitive glans it sends a hot wave of desire through his body.
"We should milk this bull and sell his semen as a protein shake to the other men in his office," Claire suggests.
"Excellent idea," Violet agrees. "That'll be his only use at the company from now on."
"Fresh healthy bull semen!" Helen says feeling his dick pulse.
Claire gets a devilish impulse and squeezes his nuts tightly in her fist making him squirm in pain - just because she can.
It gives such a rush of dominant pleasure making such a big strong man yelp as she tightly clutches his testicles.
Helen slides his foreskin down revealing the pink glans beneath.
"You're totally helpless now," Claire says. "And you belong to us completely."
"Look at how stiff he's getting!" Helen says squeezing his penis.
"I always knew he was nothing but a perv," Claire says.
Michael can feel his pulse racing and his entire body tingling as he can feel these women spurring him on, teasing and cruelly mocking him.
He's utterly overwhelmed - it's like he's being crushed beneath their feminine high heeled shoes.
At the same time they both clasp his penis and tug drawing out a feverish need to cum.
He feels his whole body go rigid and flatten out between them as he wants to thrust and ejaculate with all his might.
"Cum for us now," Violet demands stroking him possessively.
He feels a powerful surge much stronger than any he's experienced in his life.
As Claire firmly grasps his thick penis cum spurts from his dick.
She aggressively pumps him milking him dry.
Helen holds out her palm with delight feeling him splash into her hand.
The women are so aroused seeing they've driven this big strong man to completely lose control under their command.
He ejaculates more powerfully than he's ever done in his life.
Michael feels on the brink of passing out it's such a powerful rush.
He's sweating all over and he moans in pain as Claire greedily continues to pump his aching sensitive dick.
"What a fucking filthy beast," she laughs.
"Look at what you've done pretty boy!" Helen says.
She and Violet smear his spunk all over his tough masculine face.
"You're going back to your office with a faceful of cum!"
"Wait till all his workmates see him! Spunk dripping down his cheeks!" Claire laughs.
Michael feels a deep wave of repulsion feeling his own still warm sperm smeared over his face. It's worse than being slapped!
"Look at what he's been reduced to," Claire says and Michael feels how pathetic he is splayed out and covered in cum.
He's just a sweaty hot spunky mess! He'll never live this down!
"We've disposed of your suit. You'll have to walk back to your office exactly like this. And everyone will see you for what you are," Violet says.
Michael feels a wave of panic. This is real and this is his life from now on.
He's still trying to catch his breath after such a powerful orgasm, but he feels his mouth go completely dry at the thought of everyone seeing him in such a state.
His aching dick is slowly shrinking and dripping more of his potent sperm.
As the sperm slowly drips down his face, he imagines serving these ladies every day from now on and he feels his prick twitch in response.
